Don't Give Up. This Proves That Non-Runners Can Become Runners When We Try.

Saturday is definitely going to be one of those days that I'll reflect on 50 years from now.

You guys know I've never been much of a runner, I always run like the slowest. I've never been much of an athlete. Haha.

But this Cross Country Run has been quite a thing for me.

I got there very early, 6:30 or so. And started stretching to the Macarina music they played.

Slightly more than an hour later,

START!

I quickly left the little group I was in, along with Dylan.

Dodging left and right, we eventually made it through the sea of colours with the other hopefuls.

Tzer Chyuan quickly left our sight.

A few seconds later of sprinting, me and Dylan stopped running and tried to catch our breaths. We quickly realized that the route was harder than we had assumed.

" Come on, let's make it in to the top 30. We can do it. "

*Nods*

We started running again, and I played We Are The Champions in my head to keep my mind off my dying feet and bursting lungs.

We found ourselves running alongside the footballers, and tried to keep going.

We had to stop eventually, but we had managed to lose sight of all the runners that aren't in it to win it.

" *Pant...pant...*After this, don't stop until we finished running that whole section, okay? "

We went past the first lap with little goals like that, but felt ready to die for running so much.

Apart from Dylan whom I stuck with throughout the whole thing, we frequently ran with Xin Yuan, Khai Ern, and some other people.

"Keep on going for 20 seconds!"

......6....5....4.....3.....2....1!

We stopped again. When Elizabeth Marshall told us that we were in the top 30 and we could make it, we smiled and ran again.

Somewhere about this point was when I nearly fainted. I felt my legs were going to fail me. And I stopped running.

But I could see the end nearing, and pushed on. Near the end, we ran into Xin Yun and Tzi Hua.

Xin Yun told us that they were also on their second round.

I accepted her challenge of a race to the end.

Even though knowing I couldn't keep running for much longer, I had a dignity to keep, and wouldn't allow myself to be beaten by her.

Then, after easily surpassing me, she said that she was only on her first round.

I stopped, then saw Dylan catching up next to me and saying:

" Don't stop. To the end. "

He then ran past me without another word, and shot towards the finishing line.

I grimaced at the thought of Dylan beating me like this. I picked up the pace, and shot pass him AND the finishing line, coming in 28th.

Unfortunately, I overshot the finishing line, and while punching the air in success, Kai Foong handed Dylan my No.28 slip. I got the No.29 instead.

Celebrations were made.